I hate when a bug flies up my nose!
I went walking this evening at the local track. As I was making my rounds suddenly a bug decides to fly up my nose. Luckily I felt it before it got to far and with a quick breath it flew away as quickly as it came. That little bug got me to thinking about how something so small can have a great effect on us. When that bug landed it stopped me in my tracks. The only thing I could think of was getting it out of my nose.
As I was thinking about the bug another thought popped into my head. What if I hated sin as much as I hated having a bug fly up my nose. Honestly most of the time I probably enjoy my sins, I don’t want to hate them. I know things are wrong, but for whatever reason I just don’t want to let go of them. The truth however is that my sin will do more harm to me than that little bug could ever dream of doing. My sin puts me at odds with God, and that is a serious matter.
God is my creator and has the power to punish me for my disobedience. Sin always brings death with it. My prayer would be that you and I would grow to hate our sin more than I hate having a bug in my nose. My challenge to you would be next time something you hate happens let it be a reminder to you of how your attitude toward sin should be. Maybe if you stub your toe on the way to the bathroom tonight maybe it will remind you to hate sin.
For Discussion: What is some random happening that you extremely dislike?
